A/N: Onward we go. I own no one in this story, Vince does or they own themselves, however that works out.

His debut was nothing compared to what he would have cared to have happen. During the opening scene of Smackdown, Chris had gone out and was once again talking about how he was the best in the business at what he did, and continued to call the fans names like 'germ incubators' and various other forms of that. Jason couldn't understand how Chris could pull off being a bad guy so well. He knew the real Chris better than most, and yet Chris still had another side to him that Jason had never seen before. When it came time for him to interrupt, Jason walked out to his music and the thunderous cheers of the crowd. He found himself smiling inwardly at the reaction he got from the crowd as he walked to the ring, microphone in hand as he went about his part, questioning Chris' motives and what not like he was suppose to. It was then decided that they were to have a match later on that night before the show went to a commercial.

Jason stared at himself in the mirror of his locker room, his hands running absentmindedly over his waist where he would have had his belt. He hadn't mentioned it to anyone, but he missed being champion, he missed having that large belt around his waist. He missed ECW. A soft grumble escaped his lips when a knock came to the door and a stagehand appeared at the door, telling him it was time for his match. Jason walked out of the locker room, not paying attention to those around him as he walked out to the ring, doing his regular entrance with a fake smile on his lips.

While Jason was out in front of the crowd, Chris snuck into Jason's locker room with the surprise person he had for Jason.

"Just wait here until after the match," he said before walking away, hurrying to gorilla position as his music began to play. He walked out to the ring, doing his own entrance and then the match started. Chris had actually forgotten how good Jason was at wrestling, and was shocked that Jason managed to pull two near falls on him. In the end, Chris managed to pull the win over on Jason but it was definitely one of their best matches yet.

Walking backstage, Chris walked with Jason to Jason's locker room, talking animatedly about their match that they had just finished. Jason tuned him out for the most part, wanting nothing more than to be left alone. He opened the door to his locker room, not looking up until he heard a noise from the couch. Slowly, Jason raised his gaze from the floor to the face of the person that had just risen from the couch.

"A-Adam," said Jason slowly, rubbing his eyes to see if maybe they were just playing a trick on him. When he opened his eyes again, and saw that Adam was still there, he ran the short distance across the room and threw his arms around his best friend, hugging him tightly. The force of Jason running at Adam caused both of them to fall back on the couch with a groan from both of them. Chris left the room shortly after, figuring the two of them wanted to talk in private.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were still out on injury," questioned Jason, pulling his body off of Adam's and sitting next to him on the couch. Adam looked over at his best friend, smiling brightly at him, chuckling lightly.

"I am, but since I'm not on crutches or anything anymore, the company has me out on promo type things. I just did one recently with Eve, and after getting a call from Chris about how depressed you looked, I decided that it was about time I came to see you," he responded, shrugging.

"Depressed? I haven't been depressed," he lied, turning his head. He knew Adam could see right through him. After all, they had been best friends since fifth grade and could practically be considered brothers. Adam looked over at him, raising an eyebrow when he heard those lying words come out of his mouth.

"You're such a liar. I know you better than anyone in this whole damn arena, now tell the truth," he said, crossing his arms over his chest. Adam could almost always tell when Jay was lying and now wasn't any different.

"I don't want to talk about it Adam, please," he said softly, turning his head away from the man that had been so close to him for so long. Before Adam could say much else, the door to Jay's locker room opened and a swarm of other wrestlers came pouring in, each of them wanting to talk to Adam. Jay rose from the couch amongst the crowd and grabbed for a shirt from his bag. He threw it on, then grabbed his bag and left the room, not wanting to be surrounded by all those people. He didn't want to see all those people, he wanted to see Adam but it seemed word had gotten out about Adam being around, and Jay couldn't take handle it.

He walked out to his car and climbed in, starting the engine and driving back to the hotel. Sure it was a bit early to be leaving the arena, but Jay had no reason to stick around. Well, Adam being there was a reason to stick around but not with all those other people there. Jay sighed heavily as he climbed out of his car, dragging his bag along with him. He went up to his room silently, and plopped down on the bed, his eyes falling shut shortly after.

Jason was sleeping pleasantly until a loud series of knocks at his door woke him up. He grumbled softly, and got up off of the bed, staggering towards the door. He opened the door and yawned softly as he looked up at Adam smiling down at him. He stepped back and let Adam walk into the room before shutting the door behind them. Adam walked over to the bed and sat down, looking up at Jason.

Without a word, Jason walked over to him and sat next to him, staring down at the floor. They sat there in silence for a moment or two before Adam wrapped an arm around Jason's shoulders. Jason glanced up at him, sighing heavily before he broke down into a soft crying state. Adam pulled Jason closer to his body and hugged him tightly, letting his friend cry as much as he needed. He didn't understand what was bothering Jason, but he wasn't about to question him about it. After a few minutes, Adam pulled Jason further up the bed so he was lying on his back with Jason lying next to him. Jason fell asleep after a little bit, his crying having worn him out. Adam soon did the same, both men were thankful for having their best friend at their side.